My mom narrowed her eyes.
“What’s the catch?”
Graham met her gaze.
“The only catch is she gets to stop worrying about money long enough to dance,” he said.
“You still work. She still works. We just take some weight off.”
Lily tugged my sleeve.
“Daddy,” she whispered, “do they have bigger mirrors?”
That broke me.
Graham smiled gently.
“Huge mirrors,” he said. “Real floors. Teachers who keep kids safe.”
She nodded seriously.
“I want to see,” she said. “But only if Dad’s there.”
The decision settled inside me.
We spent the day touring the school and the building where I’d work.
Bright studios, kids stretching, teachers smiling.
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